I have just read your initial answers to my questions again. You have the opportunity to work on a short artist’s statement and a bit of a biography. While you are looking around your community, your country, your home and clothes closet, decide what you like and why. You know, I love the colour ??? and it’s because ???? I love that texture rough, smooth, scaley, … because of its softness, its strong feel, … Have I explained myself?
Right now just be aware of your surroundings, what you like, what you dislike and why. Do you associate some colours with memories of childhood? Does a fragrance thrust a picture in your head from another time?
I wonder if the difference between artists and everybody else is the awareness of their surroundings and the things that remind them of another time. Use your 5 senses (touch, smell, vision, taste, hearing) and soak up everything you can. All this can also bring ‘home’ back to you when you get to Canada: you will be able to visit in your mind.
If you find unpleasant memories showing up, that’s okay, too. All this can be edited and made into something.
I personally think that the world is already full of ugliness: why on earth would I want to add to it by making an ugly piece of jewellery?! But, dark smelly places like dungeons, back allies and the like can be interpreted through your artistry into something of value. In so many places around the world human life has no value: who cares that a 9 yr old in Thailand is turned into a prostitute? I care. Let’s make life worth living – Let’s make something beautiful.
Niki, do you carry a picture in your mind that, when you think of it you can feel the breeze on your cheek, the smell of the earth, the calmness of spirit? You might, without realizing it. My picture is one I took in Algonquin Park (al-gon’-kwin), a large nationalpark in Ontario on a fall morning. Everything about that day was special: I had just left a friend living in Ottawa (Canada’s capital city) and was travelling in my mother’s car on the return journey to my parents’ home. The air was perfectly still and mist was rising on a pond by the side of the road. I could smell earth and wildflowers and leaves. The water on the lake was like a mirror and on the far shore, surrounded by evergreen trees, was a maple tree. It was blazing red and it’s reflection could be seen in the mirrored water.
Whenever I get crazy (who, me!?) or bogged down, I think of that day and that tree and my spirit is regenerated.
Do you have such an experience? Being able to put it into words helps when you sit down to write your biography and your artist statement. Your biography: who I am, and my credentials. Your artist statement: what inspires you and the intended reaction to your work.
We have lots of time to get the bio and statement into words. For now, just look around and savour your experiences.
You will have questions, well you better have questions. Anybody reading this is welcome to join in with their comments and questions. Learning is a collaborative effort: I will be learning from you just as you will be learning (I hope) from me. Just ask them here, in this blog.
Hope your family is settling down again after your niece’s accident. How lucky she is to have such a close family all her own.